This fic is rated: PG
Fandom: Terminator: Sarah Connor Chronicles
Characters/Pairing: Sarah/Cameron
Summary: Sarah can use some cheering up, unfortunately, Cameron's kinda inept at that sorta thing.
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femslash100's Prompt: 153: Garden
Warnings: cancer, possible future/au
Word Count: 100
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"I never promised you a rose garden."
Sarah is used to Cameron's non-sequiters by now, but this one is weird even by those standards. Maybe if she weren't wiped from the chemo, Sarah thinks, she'd care enough to figure it out ...
"It's a song," Cameron says. "I could sing it for you -- "
Sarah shakes her head; a mistake, because it makes her want to puke. And then Cameron is pressing a cool washcloth to her forehead.
"I would, though," Cameron says.
"Would what?"
"Promise you a rose garden. Except I don't know what you'd do with it."